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Small violin for my little girl
In her pink dress she will twirl Such pretty melodies come from tiny hands Child’s symphony any heart would understand The audience cheers as she takes a bow Her smile shines and I vow My love and hope for her always expands Child’s symphony any heart would understand As she lays in peaceful sleep Her angel face I will always keep In the locket of golden strands Child’s symphony any heart would understand Small violin for my little girl Child’s symphony any heart would understand
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